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Rocking And Rolling And Wringing Wet

We were ambling in leathers down Florida Mall

When the sky caved and showed us its power

Like lightning it dropped, pure cats and dogs

What hip street cats call a power shower

 

Rocking and rolling and wringing wet

All conventions shot out of the window

The beat of Nature kicked in from nowhere

Man, can you dig that wind blow!

 

A summer storm cools down the street

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At The Cannon's Mouth

a bazooka of basil had broken the ceasefire yet I

held my ground until

Friday's garlic howitzer but still I kept

my powder dry, beseiged by that

coiled enigma now so compromised that I

refrained from even a

side-long glance until Tuesday, when,

hit below the belt by curiosity I

surrendered, only to recoil at an

explosive residue of

pickle (courgette or mayhap

cucum...

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Its Grand To Be Poor Again

cash was never king in my book

I was rarely in anyone's pocket

you were a cofirmed money spinner

more likely than not I'd mock it

 

its grand to be poor again

free of your money-mad clutches

some us put principle first

we'd rather live in hutches

 

nice maybe to have a big balance

endless cash on tap ready to burn

but Mammon exacts a heavy price

that treadmil...

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Brimstone Heart

you say I'll get what's coming to me

that I'll pay for making your life hell

one day I'll be on the receiving end

when hot flames I no longer quell

 

there's a smouldering hell in every heart

waiting its moment to rise up and burn

it lurks beneath the smiles and glances

you're lucky if you don't get your turn

 

yet I never meant to make you suffer

I'm no saint but ...

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Exodus

planning one's escape is never easy

even Steve McQueen found it hard

guilt made me especially queasy

I was writing your last birthday card

 

my escape strategy was meticulous

armed guards would have missed it

such carelessness left me incredulous

normally your vigilance took the biscuit

 

I timed your every movement with care

then I waited till you left for the gym

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Crusoe's Inflatable

in acute distress is where I was

firing flares or else lighting fires

engraving SOS on the sandy beach

for want of any telegraph wires

 

I watched for sails on the horizon

every day I searched the skies

I kept a careful log of my every day,

alone, its amazing how time flies

 

I quickly got sick of coconuts

fish all began to taste the same

goats and chickens are ...

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Everest Rose

cold roses strewn secured my love

engendering that rude wayward fire

moving my heart to defy tomorrow

trapping me amid my frank desire

 

she left only thorns stuck in my mind

without a word I was left overturned

ship-wrecked shocked and abandoned

I watched from afar as my life burned

 

her place was rank with faded roses

the old perfume of eternal betrayal

in he...

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Ginger

before I raised my hands

but not in applause,

she was a live-wire,

pulled like an angel jitterbugging

towards the light of stars in a

wild nocturnal samba or

waltzing past the jaws of bats in

ball-gown of brown and ginger,

this after

bearing a plane-full of young, then

jiving like a flying tiger,

break-dancing on honeysuckle nectar

 

that ballerina's heart be...

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Cleavage

There's a space between each atom

A gap that nothing can ever repair

Stars carefully keep their distance

Clouds stand proud up in the air

 

There was no distance for us

Till ambition swelled so high

Our bodies knew no aloofness

Entwined across endless sky

 

Grand notions tugged you free

I could not offer you enough

You wanted life-style and fame

Glory and al...

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Brownland

There's a sickly sense of unease

Background anxiety in the air

Something wrong with the planet

Like a hole getting ready to tear

 

Science is tomorrow's igorance

We grew too big for our boots

We've dug a hole in the future, its

Too late to go back to our roots

 

Greenland's ice seemed a fixture

Taken for granted, always there

Now its melting, dying, dwindling

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Waves Of Music

You were always musical, ready with a tune

And though I was tone deaf, my ear quite tin

We muddled on by dint of the golden mean

Though I was convinced all opera was a sin

 

The keyboard in our pool is testimony to a breach

A sad rupture in our regime of mutual toleration

I confess that I shoved it in with one fell swoop

After you inflicted that last Prokofiev quotation

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Bad Things Happen At Night

it felt off-colour from the start

somehow cold sad and needy

I was on my emotional uppers

long-time alone and seedy

 

bad things can happen at night

the dark covers a litany of pain

out there lurk glib wrong-doers

from stalkers to the sons of Cain

 

lured by your knowing eyes

I should have known better

rain was falling like stair-rods

my feet were getting wet...

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Going Nowhere Fast

At first glance we can safely claim to have it all

An observer would say we had a bright tomorrow

Yet beneath this glimmering facade lies darkness

The prospect of pain and possibly, sorrow

 

I met you at the Albany races when my ebb was low

Fast thoroughbreds reflected in your hazel eyes

We lost our shirts but won each other's hearts

For people like us there was no greater ...

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Flowers In The Bath

Rosebay, willow-herb and common poppy

Garnish each enchanting meadow

Sweet fragrances and alluring hues

Draw rapt villagers to every window

 

Flowers can be double-edged swords

Marking endless sorrow and pain

I can recall the time my father died

The old tin bath where wreaths were lain

 

Deadly nightshade or belladonna

Lurks on limestone and dry chalk

Consume th...

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Maputo

no cause did she leave un-espoused

underdogs were her stock in trade

though slender, she was a freedom fighter

she was a brave and comely maid

 

we got together in mozambique

in those days that was the place

tending the wounds of a beggar

hers was a fine and open face

 

critics might deem her reckless

I flew out knowing she would die

she stood to wave, then turn...

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You Think Too Much

It started when you saw me with Moira

Taking coffee in a bistro in Maine

Old friends innocently chewing the cud

Rendered yu distraught, quite insane

 

Two and two does not make five

Whichever way you try to slice it

Time to chill and cut me some slack

Or I'll reach for my hat and quit

 

Of course you know Moira perfectly well

I went to school with her brother

Ye...

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Chevaux de Freeze

Pam's very nice so far as she goes

The kind of looks I usually admire

A few quid in the bank is a help

Yet she doesn't set my heart on fire

 

Nancy on the other hand is poor

She's no Monroe or Lana Turner

More a down-market Bette Davis

A plain Jane, and a bit of a yearner

 

Just how do you weigh up women?

What should go into the scales?

Why can't I be spontaneou...

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Scrap Age

These days the calendar is my nemesis, I'm

At the age where you tend to look back

Bad moves clog the rear-view mirror

Where I might have tried a different tack

 

Of late I'm in a mood for contrition but

Repentance though keen won't amend

The hurts and sorrows I've inflicted for

The stern hand of Time cannot bend

 

Its my turn to feel the lash of regrets

I feel like...

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Saddlesore

It seems only yesterday we were fine

How I yearned for the feel of your mouth

Your every touch would set me on fire

Whether north west east or south

 

The sight of smoke on the horizon

Haunts me now when I look back

For it was over yonder hill we flourished

Before my thoughts turned so black

 

That  dark column taunts my tortured eyes

Acrid embers still fly off in ...

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Lukewarm Love

Once we seethed like hothouse flowers

Our bodies in dire need of ventilation

Life was little short of incendiary

No need for verbal communication

 

Love never runs a temperature for ever

A windchill factor is always lurking

When balmy seas turn to ice shelves

Before permafrost starts working

 

What started off as a slight head cold

Was soon a significant nip in the...

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Black Ringlets

It seems yesterday the house was full

Nothing seemed beyond our reach

We dashed about with endless brio

Spent days on end at the beach

 

I recall how you laughed and cried

The endless smiles adorning your face

Years have brought changes to our joy

Now life seems such a different place

 

I loved your black ringlets

That brightened every day

Your hair grew old as ...

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If Only It Would Rain Today

Its been dry for far too long

The air's got parched and dusty

I'm praying hard for rain to fall

My life's been arid and musty

 

I see how you led me to love you

That easy flattery your smiles

I fell headlong into your arms

Tripped by those practised wiles

 

If only it would rain today

And wash away my tears

Is that thunder that I hear

Cleansing as it nears?

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Rose

"I want to tell you" she whispered

his heart cooled in the

sudden ice of their bed

"dont get mad" she urged

she'd been only fourteen with

a married man then

her mother taking charge and

from a long way off something about

a clinic

but what got him, sucked the love from him

was the tears

that claim of continuing loss

she'd even given him a name

no guilt

he ...

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Crescendo

The BBC orchestra was in full flow

Sibelius symphony number two

We were third row in the balcony

Up there you get a better view

 

Suddenly she sat bolt upright

Whispering to me with a sigh

How her neighbour's right hand

Had just been stroking her thigh

 

I turned to glare at the aged culprit

It was then we decided to swap places

Now the ensemble was playing Brah...

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Pickled

The ancient wiles of Venus

Thankfully are still with us

Your skills are so magnetic

That svelte body energetic

 

Energetic women make my day

Even if there's a physical risk

A worthwhile price to pay

Is the occasional slipped disc

 

Vigorous and forceful are you

Sometimes taking me unawares

Yet its always a welcome relief

From my routine daily cares

 

En...

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Mud

dusk in the copse is foggy, and after rain there's

mud, so you watch your step as rubber

boots kick life into the mess.

no rainbow

lights the ploughed churning, or stars sputter at such

perfect mire, it harks instead at

mad trenches, branches

dripping onto brambles sharp as barbed wire.

can worms survive this clay or do

gills get jammed as mouths and rifles did, each

...

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Hamburg Tram

We met in Berlin when the wall was crumbling

Two students amid the chaos of living history

It was like war-time only in reverse

How we lunged at each other was no mystery

Marriage was just a matter of course

Then our careers upset the apple-cart

You went on business back to Berlin and stayed

Leaving me with the kids and a broken heart

 

You'd altered little but for a fro...

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Safe

on the roof hawk chicks

secure at

twenty-three

floors high

nestle their mother

under bright sun

watching

the male soar

free to hunt,

enquiring amber eyes seeing

colours we can't

no

flames

disturb the

eyrie no

screams ascend or

smoke black as

seventy-one funerals

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24 Carat

Waking up newly in love

Is there a more lyrical thing?

Mind focused on the one

Destined to wear your ring

 

Dawns depend on your mood

Roseate when things go well

Blue if you're feeling anxious

Black if you're living a hell

 

Rising slowly in sickness

Racked by aches and pains

Life teeming with negatives

Griefs but no sign of gains

 

Dawns depend on your...

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Jock-Strapped

Nobody seems happy today

Striving struggles to hack it

Your rivals always have more

They revel in a higher bracket

 

My neighbour has a bigger car

My life's not worth a mention

My wife isn't pretty enough

My dick needs an extension

 

Do such woes have answers?

How to make the most of living?

Why not abstain from greed

And for a change try giving?

 

My n...

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Warpaint

De rigueur are multiple piercings

Everyone seems to sport a tattoo

We don a livery of branded goods

Yet this paraphernalia is hardly new

 

Are we genuine followers of fashion,

Envying next door's Mediterranean tan

Or diven by demons in our genes

That descended from Stone Age man?

 

Why did tattoos become so critical?

Do your lugs really need triple bangles?

Does...

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